Not of the first time, unfortunately. I was pretty young and my first experiences were not very memorable.
But when I was 13/14 I think, I went on a Boy Scout trip to the Lava Bed national park in Oregon. Our first night there, it snowed like 3 feet. Woke up to our tent buried somewhat. Sometimes later that day I was in a little clearing by myself trying to make a snowman and a deer and two foals wandered by and came up to sniff and lick me before taking off. I always call it my Disney Princess moment.